Sorry guys. Fanfiction.net was down because of "server relocating". Didn't that suck? Well, here's the next chapter. Enjoy! Oh, I forgot the disclaimers in the other chapters, so: "Disclaimer: I don't own FF, only Lynna, Riley, Gideon, Jordan, Mercy and Bisenija. I wish I owned Seifer from FF8. Oh the things I would do to him! *Evil laughter* …… *ahem* Sorry about that. Please don't sue me, I'm poor."

Diary Entry Number 5: 16 years have past. 16 years since the day I met Riley. (A/n: I had very bad writers block. U.u Email me if you MUST have a chapter of them going to Yunalesca, but you'll be the one giving me ideas.) It's unbelievable all the things that can happen in almost two decades. Riley had found a way to avoid the final Summoning. (Which I'm not going to tell you because it is a HUGE game spoiler. Nah nah nah boo boo, don't sue me. Let's just say that Riley didn't have to die, but Sin is still out there, to avoid further confusion. Thank you ^.^) Bisenija and Gideon had married, last year in fact. Mercy and Jordan are still planning their marriage, and Riley and I are getting married today. I told you much could happen. Seymour has become Maester in his father's unexpected death. I have invited the 5 to today's event, all of them happily accepting. I was surprised that Seymour could attend, but on the contrary I'm probably going to have every newspaper reporter in Spira in my tiny garden. I'm a little nervous, but not because I'm unsure of the marriage. I'm worried something might go wrong. I don't expect anything to, but I'm entitled to worry. To describe what I'm wearing is quite easy. Seymour, of course, had some of his servants deliver an absolutely beautiful dress right to my home, which I am going to wear today and return to him. As the poem goes, my old something is the ring the sweet, innocent 8 year old Seymour gave me when we had become friends, my new possession is the pearl bracelet Bise and Mercy have just now given me, my something borrowed is the dress that Seymour is going to get back, even if I have to sew it to his robes, my blue is the blue hairpins I have holding my hair in a tight braided bun. Looking at myself, I see my mother, whom I of course invited. She is sitting outside with the group, probably supporting Riley on the age-old argument of medicine against Gideon. I suppose it is time I go out there. Ah, what a lucky guess, Mercy just poked her head in the small tent I'm sitting in to tell me to come out. Seymour will walk me down the aisle, seeing as my father has been gone for 28 years now. Yes, it was 28, because I was 6 when the news was delivered that Sin was defeated. Well, off I go. Seymour is now poking his head in the tent to see if I'm all right.

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                I wrapped my arm around Seymour's, heading down the short aisle that separated two groups of white chairs. Riley stood at the end of the aisle, smiling at me with a happiness I had not seen before in him. I gave nods to Riley's family members, which I had met over the years and loved. I heard Seymour's hypnotic voice in my ear.

                "How are you feeling?"

                "Lovely. Thank you so much, Seymour," I whispered back to him. I had slowed the pace just a tad so I could talk with him.

                "What happened to cutie?" He asked childishly in my ear. I smiled at him and hugged him before he let me go to Riley. He returned the hug and gave me a kiss on the cheek before looking at Riley as if to tell him that he better take care of me. I stood across from Riley as everyone sat down in his or her chair.

                "We are gathered here today to witness one of the strongest symbols of love there is: Marriage," the priest's voice announced kindly. "Anyone who would like to put a stop to the joining of these two young people, please speak now, of forever hold your peace." No one said anything, so he continued. "Riley, do you take Lynna to be your lawfully wedded wife, to have and to hold, for richer or for poorer, in sickness and in health, until death do you part?"

                "I do," he said, smiling at me.

                "And you Lynna, do you take Riley to be your lawfully wedded husband, to have and to hold, for richer or for poorer, in sickness and in health, till death do you part?"

                "I do," I said, tears of joy flowing freely down my face. Jordan little brother came happily to us, two rings on a pillow of chocobo down. The priest took the rings and patted the boy on the head. He handed one ring to Riley. "Please give you left hand to Riley, Lynna." I did as I was told, Riley slipping the wonderful gold ring on my finger. I did the same with him. The priest snapped his book of Yevon's teachings shut, and then said happily, "I pronounce you Mister and Misses Riley Kenosha. You may kiss your bride, young man." I faced Riley and wrapped my arms around his neck, locking him in a kiss I wanted to last forever. Everyone cheered as we separated.

                "On to the party!" I heard Bise cheer. I had taught her English in the course of the years, and the three boys Al Bhed. Both Bise and Mercy were my maids of honor, since I couldn't decide. It had been the same with Jordan and Gideon, Riley not being able to choose. Seymour touched my shoulder, signaling me to come to the tent where I was dressing. I followed, since he looked like something was wrong.

                "What is it?" I asked once we were away from the noise.

                "One of my messengers came right as the ceremony ended, to inform me of a new Summoner. (A/n: See, no confusion. :D) I'm afraid I will have to go tomorrow morning." The plan had been from him to stay with us for the week, to avoid the trouble of trying to get him back to Guadosalm on a Wednesday. Shoopuf taxies always charged more on Wednesdays anyhow.

                "I understand," I said quietly, looking down at my feet. I was so happy, having him stay.

                "Don't be sad, Lynna," he said, taking my chain in his hand and raising it so my eyes met his. I took him in another hug.

                "You can only go if you promise to visit me VERY soon," I said stubbornly.

                "Of course." We walked back out to the crowd. A chocobo drawn carriage was already waiting for Riley and I to take us to Besaid for my wedding reception.

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                The party was a blast. Gideon had a bit too much to drink, and it was amusing watching him and Jordan try and argue with the girls calming them down in embarrassment. I was hounded with apologies the next day, which I ignored of course because I didn't mind. Seymour danced with almost every girl there because they were all practically falling at his feet. I got to dance with him for about 5 songs, which all the girls in Riley's family stared at me, pouting, as I did so. This also amused me. Dancing with Riley to the song we chose was heaven. I felt like I was floating the whole time. From Riley's family I got the usual gift, cooking utensils and spices, and Gil. From my side, which was only my mother, my aunt and my sister, I got my mother's ring, which she got from her grandmother because she was the oldest child, like me. From my sister I received a toasting speech and her favorite silver ring. This meant a lot because she would always tease me with it when we were young. From auntie I got a set of crystal wine glasses and china from my uncle, who could not attend. From the girls I got another bracelet, which they both crafted of course (they are very gifted in jewelry making), and the guys I got a bag of different herbal teas, homemade from Riley and a new sword from Gideon. Yes, he had taught me sword fighting as the time past. Seymour's gifts were the dress, of course, and another ring, which recited a poem he had written about our friendship over the years. I decided to put this ring up rather than wear it, because of its value. He made a speech also, talking about the times I used to baby-sit him after his mother became a fayth (A/n: Whoopsie, spoiler :x), take him to fairs and carnivals with our group, and how I would comfort him when he would be scared. I was touched. I think I cried again. I loved him so much, even if he was a Maester. Riley and I resided to a nearby inn at about 1 in the morning, waving to everyone happily as our carriage pulled away.

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                I went to see Seymour off of course as he left the next morning. I hugged him goodbye and told him to remember his promise. He hugged me back and gave me his word as a Maester, which I think meant he would die before breaking his promise. I cried as his shoopuf left. I cried hard, even when I came back home. I probably wouldn't see him for a year or so. Being a Maester was hectic. Riley comforted me as best he could. I was fine after a few days, but believe me; I missed the innocent child that used to stop by my room in the palace every morning so I would play with him.

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                Diary Entry Number Six: Two years have gone by. Riley and I now have a beautiful baby girl, which I named Hope. She has her mother's black hair and her daddy's gray eyes. Gideon and Riley live on either side of my small hut with Bise and Mercy. Bise has a baby boy which was born a month exactly before my girl, and Mercy is expecting. My mother lives across from us. I moved her when I found out she was sick to make sure she received the best care around, which is the team of Jordan and Mercy. I'm sitting here in a rocking chair, singing to Hope as she is falling asleep. Riley is out with Jordan and Gideon, fishing I think. Wait; there is someone at the door. I'll write later.

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                I carefully set Hope in the small crib next to my chair and stood to answer the door. It was probably Mary, the storekeeper down the path, with my order of vegetables. I pushed aside the small curtain in the doorway, and almost fainted. Standing before me was the Maester of Spira, my Seymour. He still looked young, if not younger. I invited him in after clinging onto him with a hug. I quietly brought him to Hope, whom was sleep peacefully. He cooed and asked to hold her. I took her carefully, so I wouldn't wake her, and handed her over to Seymour's waiting arms. He rocked her as we sat to talk with cups of tea. He told me about Summoner Yuna, whom he was trying to convince to marry him. She sounded nice, so I didn't protest at all about her. She was the daughter of Lord Braska, after all. I was invited to the wedding, naturally. I accepted happily. He came to my wedding, so I would be at his. We talked of other things, about his meeting of different people, about Hope's hair pulling problems (we defiantly needed a talk about that, considering Seymour's hair was almost as long as mine), and about how Riley and I were always welcome to stay at the palace if we were in Guadosalm. I was saddened when he had to leave, but something strange happened before he left. He told me with a hug and a kiss on the forehead for me and Hope that whatever happened, he would make sure I was never hurt.

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Diary Entry Number 7: I was confused at first about his words that day. I still slightly am today. But I think I know why he said that to me. Word has been sent around that traitors are being searched for in Spira. It's believed that the group is the Summoner I watched him marry and her guardians. (The wedding went very well, by the way, until Yuna sort of jumped of the edge of the platform we were on. That caused chaos. I'm going to ask Seymour what was with that.) Maybe he meant that if a war started, he would make sure my family and best friends were not hurt. Or maybe he meant that the traitors themselves would never reach us. I'll have to ask him when I see him again.

I am not good at endings. Alright, maybe Seymour looked like a goodie good but… *thawp in panic* Sorry about that. I like him, unlike everyone else ._. Maybe I'll write a sequel, where Yuna finds Lynna's home and pleas to hide there for a while with the group. I have the stupidest ideas. *Muaz!* Thank you so much for reading! I love you all. *Does the Miss America wave* Until next time folks. This is Heather saying, "Good night, and don't touch the pink bunnies on your way out."